This is my St.Patrick's Day
tale that I like to share every year.
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You will not believe what I found in
my side yard! Even I didn't
believe my eyes at first.
Mr. Leprechaun!
This little guy was hiding
in this patch clover.
Is clover the same as shamrocks?
Well I think it is...
Yes I do!
I just had to get a better look.
I slowly crept closer...
but he saw me!
And quicker than I could say
"Erin go Bragh" he had all his
gold coins gathered up.
Well, there was no fooling him
what my intentions were.
But he underestimated just how
quick I could be...
So before he knew it, I had him in my
house and securely contained in my
handy dandy cloche!
Yesiree... Leprechaun under glass.
He was not going anywhere until
he handed over his pot of gold!
I told him I knew my rights...
after all I am Irish!
Yes I am...
So I waited, and waited,
and waited some more...
I waited so long that I started to fall asleep...
Then to my surprise...
this is what I saw
first thing in the morning!!!
He had forked over all his gold and left me
this little rock to remember him by.
As if the gold wasn't enough...
So...
I took that rock right back out to where
I had found him, and placed it smack
dab in the middle of all that clover
to mark this special place.
After all...
You just never know when
you might find a Leprechaun!
"Erin go Bragh"
xoxo
Bunny Jean
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